Login Moorim Chapter 632 The Inner Palace.
Although the place where they are currently staying belongs to the inner palace, it was immediately clear that that was not what Yayul-mok meant.
“Yayul Daehyeop us?”
“Yes. To be precise, he told me to bring only you and the old man.”
Good news. Because the Beast Cat King, who had been silent for so long, finally responded to my request for a private meeting.
But it’s not the entire Hwaryonggak, it’s just me and Namho.
At that moment, I suddenly opened my mouth to a thought that passed through my mind along with a question.
“Should I avoid public attention?”
Yayulmok, who was staring at me with a surprised expression, nodded slightly.
“You are quicker than I thought. If possible, move unnoticed.”
“Is tomorrow the tribal convention?”
“No, because most of the tribal chiefs hate you.”
“It is true.”
Were you a guillotine in a past life? See how to snip off the words that will come next.
Still, it was an undeniable fact, so I tasted bitterly.
“I understand the situation. It seems that Yayul Daehyeop is also under pressure here and there, right?”
Ye Yul-mok, who had pursed his lips as if to say something, soon closed his mouth with a stiff face.
Just as I couldn’t deny what I had heard earlier, neither did he.
However, what must be acknowledged must be acknowledged. Southern Manchuria is not a savage land like the prejudice of the Central Plains, and Beast Myowang is not a king, but only one of the great chieftains representing them.
‘There’s no way this guy doesn’t know what I know. Yayul-mok is a decent guy in his own way, but he’s also a young man who hasn’t completely shed his chi.
And at that time, Yayulmok, who had kept his mouth shut with a look of hurt pride, murmured softly.
“What you said is right. Even if it’s my father, it’s impossible to handle them alone.” “What is that expression?” “No, it was just unexpected. I didn’t expect you to be so honest. You’ve grown up a bit lately, haven’t you?” Did you realize anything from the conversation we had two days ago?
Come to think of it, even though he was still tickling like an adolescent middle school student, Yayulmok showed a much more favorable attitude than at the beginning, such as personally bringing him wild boars.
‘Then that’s a good thing. It’s a problem that our side is narrow in this large land mass.’
I opened my mouth a step faster than Yayul-mok with a flushed face.
“When and where?”
“In-si (寅時). Come get me then.”
“Okay. Oh, and since it’s already coming…
“Coming Kim. what?”
“Catch some deer or deer. Don’t be a wild boar.”
I” * * * A day in Moorim is divided into twelve o’clock, one o’clock means two hours, and one hour means the time from three to five o’clock in the morning.
And Yayul-mok kept his promise. At dawn, when everyone fell into a deep sleep, a white tiger cut through the darkness and landed in front of the dwelling.
A dead animal with a familiar look also said, “Sibal, it’s a wild boar again. Are you doing this on purpose?” I came and picked it up.” “What do you keep picking up? Do you have a wild boar field? Do you grow it with just water and then come frost?” Namho asked with a puzzled expression.
“What is frost? I’m hearing it for the first time in my life.”
“There is such a thing. It’s not the first time for an old man, and you won’t hear it again in this life anyway.”
“As expected, he’s a Han Chinese guy…
“Please stop hating Han Chinese.”
Nam-ho, who grumbled in a displeased voice, politely asked me to stop, and Yayul-mok chinned his back seat.
“Ride.”
“This tiger?”
“… … Then should I give you a ride on my neck?”
“You look like you have a temper.”
“It is prejudice. He’s been with him since he was a baby, so he’s very gentle. If you don’t believe me, try it.”
“oh. okay?”
I reached out to stroke the white tiger’s chin… … It came and pulled back like lightning.
right!
Big, sharp teeth sliced through the air. Yayulmok licked his lips at my eyes as he demanded an answer with a shy face.
“Sorry.”
“Sibeol bastard. ,,”If you don’t believe me, I said to try it. I didn’t say I wouldn’t bite.” Yul-mok, who was talking nonsense that even a dog couldn’t believe, scratched Baekho’s forehead gently.
“Hurray. yay Do not be angry.”
At first, I thought it was a cosplay of a hiker in Bukhansan, but a thought suddenly popped into my head.
“Could that be that guy’s name?”
Yayulmok proudly nodded his head.
“Muyaho. It means the tiger of the hard field.”
“That’s a really cool name. Isn’t it?”
Greung. purr.
Yayulmok, who looked at Baekho singing Golgolsong with a cute, dying look, said proudly that he was also a cat.
“That’s how good it feels. You can get on board now.” “……Ah. Eh.” “Why is your expression like that? Is there any problem?” there is There are some minor issues that only I know of. But I can’t speak here.
I swallowed the words that were up to my throat and silently climbed onto the back of the white tiger, followed by Namho with a slightly flushed face.
“I thought I would ride a tiger that is only allowed for warriors at my age. That is also a divine white tiger!” Originally, there is nothing in this world that makes me happier than being praised by my baby.
“As expected, the old man knows what. Do you like white tigers?” “Ah, then. I usually like it a lot.” No, stop it. It’s impossible to go that far.
At that time, I was waiting for the lines that would follow with half expectation and half concern.
Even with three people on board, the Baekho, which stretched without any hesitation, kicked off the ground and ran.
Papa pat!
under the bright moonlight. The place where the steps of the Saminilho (三人一虎), which crossed the dark jungle like a beam of light, stopped was an old, crumbling shrine.
* * * The air inside the shrine was as hot as in a wet sauna.
The dusty floor, pillars eaten by insects, and the staggering kerosene lights as if they were going to go out at any moment dimly lit the interior.
And at the center of it all, there was one person waiting for us.
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“It’s been a while since I’ve been back and it’s a mess. Well, even then it wasn’t in very good shape.” Unlike the first time we met, the face of Yayulcheok, the beast tomb king, who turned around with a low tinge, was as dim as the light of a kerosene lamp, and there was a glimpse of fatigue that could not be hidden inside.
Was it for that reason? No one, including me, asked. About why they meet us in an old shrine instead of in the main hall of the inner palace.
Instead, I chose to listen to his random words.
“When are you talking about?” “When I was young. No, it was when we were so young that we always hid here avoiding adults on the day we had a major accident that could not be rectified.” “If we… … .” “You’ve already met someone. I’m sure you already guessed.” “It’s a white statue. The chief of the white tribe.” The Beast Tomb King nodded.
“Right. That’s it.” “I know you’ve been together for a long time.” “Even the word ‘long time’ is not enough. We have been together all our lives. In the pasture, in the swamp, in the mountains and fields. And even on the battlefield, we were together.” As if thinking about that time for a moment, the Beast Tomb King silently stared at the swaying lanterns and nodded slightly.
“Yeah. No way.” “I heard that the two of you are inseparable, and Wuja is a sworn brother.” Beast Cat King’s gaze shifts to me at the words he suddenly uttered, and I looked him straight in the eyes and continued.
“By the way, is it still like that?”
百.
“… … Taekyung Jin. Watch your mouth.”
Kreureung.
The crouching white tiger lets out a low cry.
The Beast Cat King gave a small wave of his hand to his son who stepped forward with a low warning and stared blankly at me.
“You think no?”
“It just suddenly occurred to me. I think that Baeksang’s thoughts are different from those of the Princess.”
“I don’t know how much you know, but all sorts of things are happening in midfield right now. Among them, the first start was in Sanseoseong, where our Taewonjinga is located.”
It is a vivid memory to this day.
Shaolin Blood. It is overshadowed by major events such as the Sacheon Blood Temple, but it was in Shanseoseong that the name Amcheon first appeared in Jungwon. had to lose
‘If I received the information from Eunyeonggak, I wouldn’t be able to know.’ And as if reading my thoughts, the Beast Myo King nodded his head.
“I already know. I also shared a one-sided relationship with Jin Baekyang of Hwayanggeom.”
“No one expected it. I wonder if it’s an outsider who doesn’t belong to the family. Because he was a blood relative and a great adult of the Taewonjin family.”
That was also the reason why Jinwigyeong trusted the elder even though he was wary of it.
“Baeksang… no. It can’t be. He’s different from Hwayang Sword.” “Nobody knows that.” Following my firm answer, Namho, who had been silently observing the situation, suddenly opened his mouth.
“A long time ago, there was a subordinate whom I cherished like a blood relative. He was the only descendant of a fallen samurai family, and his parents were murdered by the demon cult. Later, when a wildfire of 100,000 magicians broke out in the west, he threw himself into the Murim League. He was always able to bring about a dozen small victories with the information he brought because he never feared his death.”
It is the story of an agent Eunyeonggak unknown to the world that even I have never heard of.
However, like Nam-ho’s dark expression, the words that followed were the same.
“I couldn’t believe it even after it happened. that he is a traitor. One day, the information he brought in exchange for an arm would drive 5,000 loyalists to death.”
“When everything was revealed, he fled. And a few days later I was able to see the head of one of the slaughterhouses. He was laughing to the fullest, wondering what made him so happy. Namho opened his mouth again with a deep sigh.
“This old man’s words do not mean that the great chieftain of the white tribe is the master of Darkness. But Moorim is such an unknown place. Baeksang. Yohee. I wouldn’t be surprised if Heuk-woong or one of the 32 tribal chiefs who will gather together tomorrow turns out to be the traitor.”
The Beast Tomb King did not answer. He stared silently at the lamp that staggered and stood upright for a very long time, then suddenly turned his head to me.
“Are you sure?”
I answered.
“I am sure of at least one thing.”
“What is it?”
“The Southern Heaven Demon. That bitch won’t let others be nice.”
The Beast Cat King let out a small sigh and opened his mouth.
“Namman is never easy.”
“Then, did Sichuan Tangmun, Shaolin Temple, Amipa and Cheongseongpa get beaten because they were so F*cking green?”
“Oh, sorry. You talked too much.”
The Beast Tomb King laughed at my sudden rash and replied.
“As expected, he is a disciple of the enemy.”
“You will feel bad when you hear it.”
“I’m sure you’ll like it.”
“… … oh.”
Acknowledge the enemy.
The time when I raised my thumb to the Beast Cat King.
Whoops, whoosh!
From outside the shrine, along with a rough human presence, a voice was heard holding its breath.
“nine. Princess!”
At the same time, a red warning light in my head turned on.
with system notifications.
belt ring.